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I haven’t been to Nikko yet, but that is gorgeous, thanks for sharing the photos. I am trying to avoid places with too many tourists. Next week, I’m returning to Chichibu, Saitama for three nights. I hired a driver to take me to the 34 Kannon temples on the Chichibu Kannon pilgrimage. Chichibu shrine is apparently related in some way to this temple in Nikko, and I can see some similarities, but I read things and then forget, so don’t quote me on that. I’ve been having some luck on Grindr and today went to 24-Kaikan in Shinjuku where I had much better luck than I did in Ueno (also on a Friday afternoon). I’m about to write a post about my adventure today. It involves a young Malay guy with an enormous cock who couldn’t get enough of my old ass.

Not sure if that’s him. The guy I hired had a scar on his upper chest. I can’t tell from the photos if this guy has it.

Wednesday evening I sent an email to Re:Born to schedule a session for today (Saturday) with a guy I saw back in February. I had the best time with him and truly believed him when he told me he loved me, so I wanted to see him again to discuss our marriage plans. I tried to be as clear as possible in my email. I gave them the date, time, length of session, preferred provider and two choices for the room - 1st choice the club room, 2nd choice the gym room. They replied to my email on Thursday morning. Even though Sakaki was listed as being available from 14:00, which is the time I requested, they wrote back to say he was not available until 14:30 because of work. I replied that was fine or I could do 15:00 if he needed more time. I was on my way to Chichibu and then was in the onsen being followed around by a cute boy who ghosted me (see my other post) and didn’t have my phone. When I checked out of the onsen, they wrote - “What about the massage?” They wanted confirmation. I told them I was confirming. They sent me the directions to Higashi-Nakano. It was the same building I went to before. I was familiar with the location. Then they message me and said the club room wasn’t available. Would I like my 2nd choice, the gym room? Uh, yeah, that’s why I put a 2nd choice. Again, I said, “I am confirming.” And asked for the price. And this is where things went left. They asked if I wanted a massage or escort course. This was new. The last time it started as a massage and then we had sex. It was perfect. I asked for 100 minutes this time instead of 70 because I figured we wouldn’t have to rush, but now, what was this escort course? Had something changed? I said “I think massage. What is the difference?” They said basically if I wanted sex, it was the escort course. I told them I didn’t see it on the website and asked the price. I should have just said massage. But now it got even more complicated. And to make matters worse, I was on the train back from Chichibu and we stopped after only about 30 minutes and sat without moving. There was a fire on the tracks ahead and eventually I had to get off of that train and get on another much less luxurious train and make several transfers to get home 2 1/2 hours later than planned. All of this time, I was responding to emails. (I counted and there are at least 25 emails from them). So in response to my question about the price, they sent a new price list, which was basically the same except now there was an additional room fee (the previous price list included the room fee) 100 minutes massage course was 18,000 yen. 100 minutes escort course was 18,000 yen, plus 3,000 for the room for a total of 21,00. Because I was exhausted by the train dilemma at this point, and I was hungry, and I felt like I’d been very clear up front about what I wanted, I got frustrated and said “Just give me the 70 minute massage course at Higashi-Nakano” I told them I was familiar with the location. I had not made the connection between the change of room and the possibility that it would be a different location. Stay tuned. The next morning when I woke up, I re-read the emails and was confused, so I asked about the pricing. Why was it 18,000 plus 3,000 when they had previously told me the room fee was included? Long story short - as a non-resident of Japan, you pay 1,000 yen for a private room, but that doesn’t include an actual room. The club room is an extra 1,000 (2,000 total), the gym room is an extra 2,000 (3,000 total) and the VIP room in Shinjuku is an extra 3,000 (4,000 total) - all in addition to the price listed for the course (which on Re:Born is just one list of prices - no mention of escort services). I was really ready to cancel at this point, but Sakaki said he loved me and he was waiting for me. Finally, I confirmed, 14:30 at Higashi-Nakano with Sakaki for 70 minutes at 15,000 yen. I set off today to meet my love. Higashi-Nakano is one stop from Okubo, where I’m staying, so I arrived very quickly. I wasn’t paying attention when I left the train and found myself at the opposite exit. I took the West exit, but the directions said East exit. To make matters worse, typhoon force winds and rain had moved in and my wind-resistant umbrella from Family Mart just gave up. Google Maps was not helping me find where I wanted to go and it was getting close to 2:30. I walked along the tracks and fortunately found the East exit. I found the building (per the directions) and returned to the exact same spot I had been last time (which was the club room - I still had not realized it was a different location). I rang the bell and no one answered. I emailed them and told them I was there. They responded that they were waiting for me at the Higashi-Nakano Park Tower room 16XX. Then it hit me. Yeah, different room would be in a different location, but they had never sent me the location. I had very careful directions from Higashi-Nakano station that they’d sent me, but they had sent them before they told me the club room wasn’t available. I asked for the correct directions. The rain, fortunately had subsided because my umbrella was just a shell of its former self. I followed their directions which took me back to where I had initially been with my “mistake” - turns out the gods had been guiding me to the correct location without me knowing it. I wrote back and told them that this was their mistake and I wanted the time to start from 15:00. They didn’t respond. I’d see what Sakaki had to say. Finally, I found the building - a very fancy high rise with a guard behind a window and an intercom system. I pressed the number of the room and was let into a first set of doors. Then I had to do the same thing again and may have missed my opportunity to enter (because someone was also leaving) so I had to do it again. By the time I reached the room I was frustrated and extremely stressed. Sakaki opened the door in a cute little pair of sexy underwear and gave me a big smile. He brought me into the gym room, which was like an actual gym with a bench set up. How were we going to do a massage? He immediately hugged me. His body was tight, smooth and warm. I was still stressed and couldn’t wait for the shower. We didn’t do a shower or mouthwash. I thought maybe to save time? We were kissing and playing with each other, I eventually got down and started to suck him, but this wasn’t what I wanted. I wanted to start with a massage and ease my way into this. I was too stressed. I stood up and said, “What about massage?” And he said, “pay now?” Oh, that’s right, money is always up front. He then told me 18,000 yen. I couldn’t believe it. After all of the emails and me confirming several times what the final price would be, here we were with a naked boy telling me a different price. It was only 3,000 yen, but I was irritated that it was different than what I had confirmed. I went through my emails and finally found the one confirming the price. He said okay and took 15,000. My mood was ruined at that point. He took the money and left (was the office in this same apartment?) When he came back, he moved some of the gym equipment around and put a mat down. He had me lie face down and he started the massage. I began to feel better. He then moved up to my head and something hard was poking me in my ear. He really seemed like he wanted sex. I started sucking him and remembered that he liked it when I ate his ass, so I flipped over and began doing that. He responded by sucking my cock, and the next thing I knew he was sitting on it. If this was the massage course, what more would I get with the escort course? Yadda yadda yadda and then I came. I opened my eyes and saw a clock above me. The time was 15:38. It was almost the end of my 70 minutes. I pointed to the clock and asked “daijobu?” And he told me we had until 4:10. So ha my time started at 3 rather than 2:30 because of their mixup? I began feeling better about the mixup. We were kissing and snuggling and then he asked if I wanted a massage. I turned over and he began giving me a really good massage. As he began playing with my ass, I started moving to show my appreciation and before I knew it he had jammed his hard cock inside. Was this really the massage course or was this because he truly loved me (he said it again today - several times). And just when I thought he was going to start going to town, he pulled out and said, “Time” All I can say is he made the whole experience worth it. When you look at the website, his photos don’t do him justice. He has a very hard, tight body, totally smooth except for his pubes and a little hair on his asshole, his eyes twinkle and he has the warmest smile. He really is dreamy. Oh, and he has the perfect ass, which is accentuated by his love of tanning beds. He had the perfect tan line from a very skimpy speedo. He took me to the shower and we soaped each other up. He continued kissing me and telling me he loved he, he liked me a lot, and calling me daddy. He said he remembered me and thanked me for coming back. When we got back to the gym room, I told him I felt bad about the money and wanted to pay more. He told me it was okay. I told him I’d see him again. I left very happy and satisfied, and I will be seeing him at least one more time before I leave. So there you have it. If you use Re:Born, don’t make the mistake I did and fall for the escort trap. I don’t know what that was about. At least in my case, it wasn’t necessary. I hope I’m not steering you wrong, but I honestly don’t believe that I am so irresistible that Sakaki could not just give me a massage. I think sex is part of the massage course. I’d love to know if anyone else has tried them. https://reborn-storeinfo.com/ I emailed them and told them that Sakaki-San had made everything better and I want to see him again. They thanked me and said they were sorry that the information about the private room was difficult to understand. I wanted to write back and say that they sent me the wrong information, but I am going to leave it there. Live and learn. I will be very clear and careful next time. Just one more note: I prefer the club room. It’s set up like a locker room and there is a mat on the floor for massage and play. The apartment where the gym room is much fancier, more difficult to get in (two places where you need to use the intercom to be buzzed in) and the actual room is small. The mat has to be laid out. Apparently the VIP room is very big and fancy and there are DVDs and toys available. It’s near Shinjuku Gyoen-Mae station.

Thanks for the report. India has been on my list of “should go but…” places. I’d love to see it and this has definitely piqued my interest, especially the deal on the flight and the hotel as well as the popularity. Hope you tell us everything.

I moved to Okubo for the next month and wanted to see how long it is if I want to walk to Shinjuku station. Good news, it’s not far. I’m very conveniently located for trains. As soon as I got near the station I recognized where I was and knew I was near the cruisy toilets. Like a moth to a flame… I decided I would just take a look and not bother going in and out of the toilets and bothering with whatever happened at the urinals, though I did have to go in an pee once I got there. It was after 5 on a Friday and the restroom was surprisingly quiet. A few guys came in and showed interest, but I wasn’t up for the ritual. I went back outside and just waited to see if anyone interesting came along and if they showed any interest in me. I was standing outside the Shinjuku L Tower (in the underground concourse). The restroom there seems to be the secondary cruising spot. The main one is outside of Odakyu near Exit A16 (I think) and there is an annoying announcement that keeps repeating. This spot seems less known, but is still very active. I kept looking at the guy who was now standing directly across from me and he was definitely cruising me. I went into the restroom and stood at a urinal. No one else was there. He came in and pulled out his cock and got hard immediately. Ok, so now what? Another guy came in and ruined our chances of doing anything there. I zipped up and washed my hands. He followed. I waited for his lead. He left and went back towards the main cruisy restroom. I really didn’t want to bother and if he went that way, I was going to signal that I didn’t want to. Back in the 90s, I’d done plenty there, but now there is a sign on the inside of the door in Japanese and English saying police might knock on the door to make sure everything is okay - their way of saying “we will come and check if we think you’re fucking in the toilet”. Thankfully, he turned to go into Odakyu. He kept turning around to make sure I was following. I thought the art of cruising had been lost with the dating apps. It was still alive in the bowels of Shinjuku station. He walked towards the back, towards the restroom on the first floor of Odakyu, where I’d been led the other day but interrupted by an annoying cock blocker. Rather than going there, he turned to go down the stairs to B3. This was a new one for me. I wasn’t sure where we were going. There was a sliding door that he opened that led into a restaurant hall or something. I need to go back and check it out. I was too focused on following this guy to see what was there. Right inside the door was a sign for the restroom. I went inside and he was at the urinal. Another guy was legitimately using the restroom. I went into one of the stalls and waited. When the other patrons left, I unlocked the door and he joined me. He was a really cute guy who was probably in his early 20s. Nice cock, beautiful body and lovely little nipples. He took off his shirt and had me take off mine. We kissed, sucked each other and He eventually came while I was sucking his nipples (at his direction). I didn’t cum (saving it for today and I was still too nervous). It was a fun time and now I’m encouraged to keep checking. When I lived here in the 90s, I met several guys who I ended up seeing more than once. There were no dating apps, and the saunas were not really welcoming places. The only bar for us was GB. A lot has changed, but I really miss the days of good old cruising. I’m glad to see it’s still alive and well in Tokyo.

Thanks for the report. Since I’m in Japan, when I saw this post, I thought it might be here and got excited when I first started reading it. But of course it’s Thailand. Sounds nice. I wonder if anything can ever replace Babylon, but this sounds like it might be close? Do you feel farang were welcome? What about older guys?

This week I found a new favorite spot just outside of Tokyo - Chichibu. I went mainly because there is this very cool train - Laview - that runs from Ikebukuro to Chichibu. I didn’t know much about the place itself, but I fell in love with it. One of the best things about it is that there is an onsen right next to the train station. It’s part of the station complex, which includes a food hall, bear and sake bar and a gift/souvenir shop. My question is about cruising at onsen. Does it happen? If so, how and where does it go? I went up to Chichibu on Tuesday and then returned yesterday. There were several hot guys in the onsen. Quite a few were openly showing off. One had a semi-hard on which he partially hid. Yesterday, there weren’t as many people, which was kind of nice. I noticed one guy come out from the lie flat baths who was checking me out. He was cute, had a nice body and nice plump dick. I was sitting a lounge chair outside letting my body cool down after sitting in one of the baths. He sat pretty much directly across from me. Every now and then, he’d sneak a glance at me. We continued exchanging glances and he was sort of following me around. I’d get into one of the baths and he’d follow. I’d get out, and he’d get out. I wasn’t sure what to do. Then he went inside and sat on a chair. I had a massage appointment, so I went inside and changed to the pajamas I’d rented. I went to the relaxation room to wait for my massage and there he was, fully dressed, in a chair just a few feet away. I went and got my massage, then returned to the baths. As soon as I got into a tub, he reappeared. It definitely seemed like he was following me. I only had a little time after my massage before I had to get ready for my train. I went into the locker room to change and he followed. As I got dressed, so did he. I left and he followed. We went downstairs to the kiosk to check out. He was right next to me. We walked out to the shoe lockers and got our shoes. He walked out first. I expected to see him waiting outside as soon as I left. I walked through the exit doors into the parking lot and he was gone. He had completely vanished. So I have two questions. What do you think this guy was up to and why did he follow me out but then disappear and is cruising ever possible at an onsen or sento? Attaching a few photos of Laview.

I wasn’t planning on paying. He approached me and wanted sex. He never mentioned money. And after what happened, I definitely would have never engaged with him again, but if that’s your thing, enjoy.

Yesterday, I went to an onsen in Chichibu. There were some really hot guys there. Young Japanese men have the most incredible asses. One guy was super hot and had a really nice big dick that he was happy to show off. I also noticed a few semi-hardons. Well, needless to say, after all of this, I was horny, so when I got back to Tokyo, I decided to try the toilets in Shinjuku station again. There is the one right outside of Odakyu and then there’s another one I learned about around the corner right outside of Shijuku Tower. Both of them were very busy and several guys were showing off some really nice cocks. And then there were the annoying cock blockers. One guy just seemed to show up every time I got close to making a connection. I can’t remember how I did it back in the 90s, but somehow I would find places to have sex. I kept trying and if nothing else, I was getting a lot of exercise (but to be honest, I’m too old for this). A cute younger guy made eye contact and as he walked past me did the old turn around (It’s been years since I’ve seen this move) to see if I was following him. So I did. He kept walking and turning around, and I kept following. He led me to the other busy toilets. First we went to the B2 of Odakyu. I remember Odakyu was also a place I’d hook up with guys, but they seem to have moved things around. As we entered Odakyu however, he comes the annoying cock block out of nowhere. We raced towards the restroom in the back and he was right behind. We went into the restroom and the guy I was following pulled out his dick and started to get hard, and then cock block shows up. I went and washed my hands, the guy I was following (to make it easier I’ll just call him Kenji) zipped up and we left. We walked to the elevator and got on. He pressed 8. I thought we’d ditched cock block. The 8th floor is restaurants and one of the restaurants near the restrooms is closed, so I thought we had a chance. We went into the restroom and two guys came in to actually pee. When then left, sure enough, here comes cock block. Kenji and I zipped up and left. We walked around the 8th floor and cock block followed. I was seriously getting annoyed. Kenji walked back to the restroom and cock block followed him. I just got on the elevator and went back to the cruisy restrooms in the station. Before I knew it, Kenji was back, starting over, giving me the look. He led me back to Odakyu, but they were closing. This time he led me to another restroom next to Odakyu in a sub-basement where there were some little restaurants. I typed into Google translate, “Do you only want me to chase you?” And showed it to him. It felt like a game with no conclusion. He shook his head “no” and pulled out his dick, which seemed harder now. I thought I had a chance, but the restroom got busy. I left again and walked back to starting point. This time when Kenji returned, he led me into the restroom in Shinjuku Tower. This was also one of the restrooms where I used to meet guys and fool around. One guy worked in a stationary store on the same floor and would take me into the closed store and we’d fuck there. I thought all of these restrooms were super patrolled now and the action had died. Apparently not. As soon as Kenji and I got to the stalls, another cock block showed up. I gave up. I left. It took a while for him to show up again, but this time when Kenji gave me the look, I just waved. I was done chasing him around. So, the point of this post is to say the restrooms in Shinjuku station are still very active, but I can’t for the life of me figure out how to actually do anything with anyone there, and at my age, it is much easier just to hire someone. Now, about those boys at the onsen…whew!

Since we’re sharing stories of when we were in similar situations, this happened to me in Santo Domingo. I was sitting on an outside terrace of a hotel in the Zona Colonial (I forget the name and am not sure if it is still there). They had a policy of charging for visitors and it wasn’t cheap. A guy approached me, seemed quite nervous and said he wanted to fuck me. He also had this weird story about his ID. It was very complicated. That should have been my red flag. I told him he needed ID to come up to my room. He said he knew a place we could go and told me the price. He made no mention of me paying him. Of course, I should have known. I went up to my room and got some cash. I don’t remember the price, so please don’t get stuck on this number, but let’s say it was 250 pesos for the room. I grabbed 500. (This number could be totally wrong, but this happened years ago and it’s been a while since I’ve been to the DR, so I forget prices of things). I didn’t bring anything else with me. We went to this place near the entrance of El Conde and got a room. When we got there, I paid. I was supposed to get half back in change. He grabbed it from the woman and we went to the room. I was okay with that, even though it was not the “deal” I thought we had. He fucked me like crazy. It was actually very hot. When we finished, he asked me how much I was going to pay him. I told him he never mentioned money and he had already taken my money. He said he wanted more - some crazy number like $100, or maybe even more. I said I had to go back to my room. We walked down El Conde. My mouth was dry and I was freaking out. We passed a police box and I thought of approaching them, but wasn’t sure how they would respond. When we got to my hotel, he had to wait outside because he “didn’t have ID”. I went up to my room and called the front desk and told them what was going on. A little later, I went downstairs and he wasn’t there. I was totally shook from the experience. It was a close call. Since then, when I have gone back to the DR, I’ve stayed in a hotel that requires ID. When they say they don’t have ID, it is definitely a red flag.

Yes, love motels seem safe. When I was in Medellin, I used one once. It was a bit of a strange experience, but they knew what we were there for. They told me to lock up my valuables and also they made sure to check the ID of the guy I was meeting. He was a professional escort I met on Grindr, (but also advertised on Mileroticos) and would not even leave his home until I was checked into the motel and sent him a photo. There were precautions all around.

Thank you for helping him and sharing this with us. It was a horrible situation and I hope James can recover from the trauma. This serves as a good warning for us. Yes, there were red flags, but it’s very easy to miss them when you are being hit on constantly by really hot guys who would otherwise ignore you at home. No judgement on “James”. This could have been any of us.

When I lived here in the 90s, I had a lot of fun in the toilets in Shinjuku Station and the BYGS building in ni-chome. When I came back 20 years later, in 2015, I thought Grindr and security cameras had put an end to all of that. On this trip, out of curiosity, I stopped by the toilet in Shinjuku Station and found it was still cruisy. Nothing happened on that first visit. Since then, every time I’m in the station, I have stopped by there, just to see what is going on. Today, Saturday, I went to Thermae Yu, a sento/onsen/spa where I think things might happen, but so far I’ve not had any luck. After seeing some beautiful young bodies, I was horny and on my way home, stopped in the toilet again. This time it was very active. Several younger guys were standing at the urinals and it was clear they were interested in me. One guy went from the urinal to a stall. I followed. He had the door open. I stood there looking to see what he would do because there were still people at the stalls and I didn’t want to be obvious. Some older Japanese guy just came over and stood in front of me - um, hello, you were not invited sir. I signaled to the guy in the stall to go somewhere else. I walked out and he followed. Then I let him lead the way. He took me around the corner to another restroom and went into the handicap stall. I followed. We had a fun time. He had a really nice dick and seriously wanted to get fucked. We just fooled round until he came and then I left. To be honest, I was feeling nervous. I guess the part of my brain that considers consequences hadn’t fully developed in my 30s, but at 65, I was imagining the police dragging me off to jail. Anyway, for those who might be interested. The cruisy toilet in Shinjuku station is right outside of Odakyu Department store. I think the exits are A17 and A18. You’ll know it when you see it. There are usually guys standing outside of it or around the corner. I’m glad to see it is still active. Not sure how much I will actually play there, but back in the day, I met some great guys who became fuck buddies.

Thanks. I thought it was kind of funny that he asked me if his dick lived up to the photo. Well, at least he bought me lunch

I’m here in Tokyo for two months and while I’m not having sex every day, I am definitely having more than I have in the sexual desert of the SF Bay Area (mainly because of where I live + my age). I could hire guys, but my experience with that has been mixed, and it can get expensive. But I know there is one guy I definitely want to hire (I saw him last time and it was the most satisfying sex), but I’m waiting until I really need a good fuck. In the meantime, I’m relying on Grindr and 24 Kaikan in Shinjuku. Initially, I wasn’t going to write about this encounter because maybe it’s not that interesting. But for what it’s worth… When I first arrived, I had several guys hit me up on Grindr. One was a kind of nerdy looking Japanese guy who had a really nice dick. Unfortunately, he lived in Saitama prefecture, probably about an hour from where I’m staying. He said he comes to Tokyo sometimes, but also invited me to visit him there. When I was in Kyoto in February, I went to a guy’s apartment and the place smelled like cigarette smoke. He had a huge ashtray that was filled with cigarette butts. I couldn’t wait to leave. Is this a sign of my age that I don’t want to go to someone’s place if they are a messy housekeeper? I was hesitant to travel all of that distance to find myself in a small, smelly apartment with a stranger. But I was horny, so last weekend, I messaged the guy to see if he was available, used Japan Travel app to plot out the route, and set out to Saitama to meet a 27-year-old with a nice dick. The trip was fun. It wasn’t that complicated and I took an express train part of the way, so it went fast. The guy was waiting for me at the station and was cuter in person than in his photos. His English was very good, and exchanges with him were kind of funny. He said things in English that only someone who had lived in the states would say. He seemed to have a good sense of humor. This also came out in person, though I think he might have had some sort of attention deficit disorder because he’d ask me a question and as I started to answer, he’s ask a different question. I found it challenging to talk to him. As we were walking the 10 minutes up and down hills to his place in the 80-degree humidity, he revealed to me that he wasn’t Japanese. He was Cambodian. He thought he had mentioned it in our exchanges, but he hadn’t. It didn’t matter to me. He was tall and thin and cute and kind of funny. By the time we got to his apartment, which was small, but clean and filled with aromatherapy products (so it smelled nice) I was drenched in sweat and exhausted. He had a small kitchen and a bedroom with only a bed to sit on. Well, you know where things went. As I started playing with his dick, it seemed smaller than in the photo. He asked me if it lived up to the photo, which I thought was an odd question, because in fact it didn’t. It was definitely the same cock, but it looked much smaller in person. Did he somehow enlarge it in the photo? Why would he ask me that question. I just said, “hmmm… I need to examine it closer” and went down to suck it. It did not live up to the photo. After we finished, he took me to a cute little Chinese restaurant in his neighborhood. I think he wanted me to stay. He was going to make a desert and bought steak for dinner, but I was ready to return to my spacious Airbnb, so I left. I was glad I went. I got to see a part of Japan I’d never seen before. I got away from the tourist crowds and met a cute, funny, albeit a bit quirky guy. I will probably see him again even though his dick definitely did not live up to the picture. Sorry this isn’t terribly exciting, but I thought I’d share this unusual experience. Maybe someone can explain the dick pic to me.

The one who wanted me to go to his city was actually very hot. My issue was he must have sent me an expiring dick pic, so I didn’t have anything to look at. Even though he did a video call and showed me his dick, it still wasn’t enough for me to want to take several buses to get to where he was. I didn’t understand why he initially told me he was in Takasaki when he wasn’t. And in the end, I was having more fun visiting these interesting, out of the way sites, and it meant I would have had to give up at least a half a day to go meet a stranger. The second guy had a big dick, but in some of the pictures it looked really ugly. If he had been more insistent about coming to where I was, I probably would have said ok. It was a nice adventure, and sometimes it’s not about the sex. What really surprised me was that there was no one on Grindr. There must have been some gay Japanese in the area. How do they meet each other?

Update on the Nepali guys I went to see. The first one, who was really cute, had a nice dick and did a short video call with me, told me he was In Takasaki. When I did a little research about Takasaki, it looked like it might be a good place for a short visit, so I booked 3 nights in a hotel and went up by Shinkansen. When I told him I was going to be there, he then informed me he lived 45 minutes away. As I prepared for my trip, I wasn’t sure if I was going to see him or not, but I figured if I did, it would be a bonus. The other guy who contacted me was in the capital of Gunma, also a short distance away from Takasaki. Well, long story short, I never saw either one of them. But, I had the best time (non-sexual) in Takasaki. I visited three very interesting temples, and absolutely loved the place. It was like Tokyo but without all of the people, and I was definitely one of the few western tourists there. In the end, I was having more fun visiting these amazing sites and didn’t want the hassle of going to some guy’s place for what could be a disappointing encounter. Back in Tokyo now and hoping to have some fun this weekend.

Thanks. Apparently, there are many in Gunma prefecture, where I am headed now. I’ll report back. I’m intrigued.

I’m in Tokyo for two months. I retired a year ago, and the US is too crazy right now (plus, I get bored at home), so I came here for a little sanity. I’m trying to hold off on hiring guys and have been exploring places I’ve never been before, like the Glory Hole Place (Suck’d Glory) and other saunas. The toilet in Shinjuku Station where I used to get lucky back in the 90s is still active, though the guys I’ve seen there are not really my type. Anyway, one thing I’ve noticed is there are a lot of guys from Nepal. I met one in 24 Kaikan who then found me on Grindr and said he wanted to meet again (but when I saw him again this past Saturday, he wasn’t interested). Two very hot guys messaged me from Gunma prefecture and I decided to spend a few days in Takasaki, Gunma, just to see something else and also see if either of these guys were available to meet. I’m wondering if anyone has had experience with guys from Nepal. What’s the deal with them? Are these guys gay? Are they gay for pay? Am I asking a question about something that is nothing? It just seems odd to me that so many of them would be contacting me on Grindr. Or is it just not odd at all? (I’m just wondering why guys who are so far away would be contacting ME). BTW, there was another guy, also from Nepal, who was very insistent on Grindr. I could see he was far, so I wasn’t really interested. In a case where I am not really interested, I have a saved phrase that I send immediately (helps weed out the scammers) “Show me your dick”. I sent him that and he said he didn’t have any photos, so I told him to take one. He said it was 8 cm. I asked, “8 cm?” To make sure he hadn’t left off a 1. He said it was big. I just kept insisting - take a photo. When he said he wasn’t alone, I told him to go into the bathroom. Normally, I would have just blocked him, but I was having fun in a strange way because the whole interaction was so stupid. Finally, he sent me a photo of a big beautiful cock. But he forgot to crop off the bit at the bottom about where the photo came from (some porn site). I responded with a laughing emoji, but he persisted. Eventually, he did take a photo of his cock. I don’t know if it was 8 cm, but it was small. At that point, I just said, “you lied to me and I can’t trust you” and blocked him. I’m off to Gunma today to see if anything happens, and if it doesn’t, at least I have a few nights in a new place. But, if you have had experience with guys from Nepal, either in Nepal, or in Japan, or anywhere else, I’d love to know your experience.

Hey guys, I wanted to do a quick report about 24 Kaikan Ueno and Shinjuku. Might be like comparing apples and oranges because I went on different days, but for what it’s worth, if anyone is wondering which one to choose, here’s my most recent experience. On Friday I stopped by the one in Ueno. I decided to check it out because I’d heard it was for a more mature crowd and those who admire them. I think I got there around 2 p.m. Maybe not the best time. There were a few guys soaking in the baths, a few in the mist sauna and a few upstairs in the beds. One or two of them appealed to me, but I didn’t make a move because I hate when my hand is brushed away. I figured I’d signal my interest and let them make the first move. They didn’t. Shy or uninterested? I’ll never know. After going from floor to floor and seeing very few options, I returned to the mist sauna. Two guys were sitting across from each other. One was older and the other, who was right next to me seemed like he was in good shape. I felt like I was interrupting something, so I left. When I returned a few minutes later, they were playing around. I reached over to the guy next to me and he didn’t brush my hand away. We fooled around a little. He was gorgeously built. But then he stood up and motioned for me to follow, so the three of us went back to the showers. I guess I’d misunderstood, because when we arrived, it was clear he wasn’t interested. I just admired him while he showered and left. I don’t know if I would have had better luck at a later time, but I probably won’t return. The crowd seemed 100% Japanese. On Saturday afternoon, it was raining heavily and I decided to spend the afternoon at 24 Kaikan Shinjuku. At least I’d be doing something indoors away from the crowds. A guy I was chatting with on Sniffies told me no one would be there. He was going between 5-6. I’d gone early on the weekend before, so I knew there was a chance I’d meet someone. It was actually pretty busy when I arrived. I fooled around with a few guys in the steam room and then went to take a shower. Some of the showers have glory holes. Through the holes in my shower wall, I could see this hunk on the other side who had some major tattoos. He also had a huge dick. He wasn’t Japanese and I couldn’t really figure out where he was from. When I motioned for him to put his dick through the hole, he did. A nice big uncut piece. It was hard to suck it properly through a glory hole, so I told him to let me in his stall and he did. Then another guy showed up on the other side with an equally nice, though not as fat, uncut dick. My hunk liked to get fucked, and while I fucked him a little, this new dick was better equipped for his big ass. Long story short, I invited him into our shower stall and the three of us played around until the hunk came. It was really hot, in many ways. We were all covered in sweat. After that, and a rest, I played around with a smooth Chinese guy and finally met a Korean guy who fucked me twice. By then, it had gotten very crowded and while there were more choices, there was also more competition, and many of the play areas were taken. I was glad I went early. It seemed to me that the places with more foreign visitors like 24 Kaikan Shinjuku, resulted in better luck for me. Even when I was hot and in my 30’s living in Japan, Japanese tended to be pretty sticky and only attracted to other Japanese, but the foreigners don’t really seem to care. I can’t remember when I’ve had such a hot time. Wondering if anyone has been to Ueno or Asakusa (I used to go there in the 90s because the Shijnjuku location didn’t exist), but for now, I think I’ll stick to going to Shinjuku on weekend afternoons.

I went to Shinjuku ni-chome last week and decided I really wanted a massage, but I wanted one with a cute boy, so I stopped by Tokyo Kids to see if they could help me out. They said they had several boys immediately available who could do massage. He asked me if I wanted top or bottom. The boys who were available were highlighted on the tablet, and then the guy who was helping me (who spoke English btw) clicked on the tops which put them in a special column for me to check out. I looked at dick size and chose the guy with the biggest. He said, “big cock” (by Japanese standards - I think he was 17 or 18 cm). Within a few minutes the boy appeared, got his instructions and told me we had to go to another place. I had a question before about Tokyo Kids vs Shinjuku kids and this answered the question. They are the same, just two locations (and maybe some boys only work at one). So we went from the location in ni-chome (that does have a bar - to answer that dispute) to the one year Shinjuku Gyoen-Mae station. About a 5 minute walk. The boy’s name was Takaaki. He was from Osaka and had been in Tokyo for about 8 months. He had a nice cock which looked big even when soft. We showered together, did the mouthwash ritual and then he gave me a pretty decent, though not professional massage. This led to other things. I asked him if he would cum and he said no. This is the second time with Shinjuku/Tokyo kids where they told me they don’t cum (not so with other agencies I used). As the clock ran out, I was finally able to cum. I think it was 15,000 yen for the boy and use of the room. Not the best experience, but I wanted to answer the question about walk-ins. I think Kings of College also has boys that will line up when you go in. I used them 30 years ago and that is my recollection. Other agencies have told me they don’t have boys on call and needed to make arrangements.

I was in Nakano and decided to try my luck again at Suck’d Glory on the weekend. Went on Sunday around 4 p.m. This time there was no issue getting in. I have noticed that the normally welcoming, friendly greeting you get at every other place in Japan seems to be missing from some of these places - I noticed the same at 24 Kaikan - instead of a hearty, “irasshaimasse!” they don’t even greet you. This time the guy just pointed to the price after I said “konnichiwa” - 1700 yen. I got a towel and a locker key, went past the curtain and mistakenly walked into the little bathroom. Okay,it’s a bit confusing at first. Bear to the right and there is a small bank of lockers. I put the towel in the locker and went past another curtain. I was wearing my shorts, socks and t-shirt because I’d read that you cannot be naked. But once inside the small space, I saw guys were in their underwear, socks I went back and put my shorts and t-shirt in the locker. The space is small. One hallway with “cabins” on one side and at the very end, a little larger space with two vinyl benches. There are glory holes between some of the spaces. Guys were lined up against the wall and because of their bellies and mine, I had to squeeze past (literally). No one touched me as I passed, so it was pretty clear they weren’t interested. In one mirrored space at the very end, a guy was being sucked. Other than that, people were just standing around, looking bored. It was boring. There were about 10 guys there. Other than the guy being sucked, that meant 9 bottoms. I went into one of the cabins and sat on a bench. A guy came in and started rubbing my crotch. Whoops! I guess I was signaling that I wanted to be sucked, when in fact, I was just tired and wanted to sit. Finally, a new guy came in. Everyone else ignored him. He went into the larger space with two benches. I followed. He was wearing a t-shirt and underwear and looked very unapproachable, but I wanted my money’s worth. He had his hands covering his crotch. I knelt down in front of him and started touching his legs. When he didn’t push me away, I figured that was a good sign. I continued touching him and eventually moved my fingers under his hands. I could feel him starting to get hard. We had an enjoyable time. I sucked him off and he came. I stayed a little long and finally left. So, I’ll give it a few stars. It has potential, but there are so many bottoms and so few tops, I’d say only go if you want to get sucked (and let me know, I’ll meet you there).

Oh thanks. I deleted my X account after the fascists took over our government, so I had to rely on other sources. Now that I know where it is, I’ll check it out another night.

Yeah, it was an adventure for sure.

I’m back in Tokyo for two months. So far, I haven’t done too much because a friend is here until May 15, and I’m showing her around, but today I had an interesting experience. I was looking at Sniffies.com and noticed some places nearby - one was a place with glory holes. After searching the web, I found their website: http://www.suckdglorytokyo.com/english/ and sent out to find it. It is in Nakano, a short walk from the station. The directions are clear. My ability to follow directions is not always the best. If you decide you want to check it out, when they say turn right past the dry cleaners, they mean make a sharp right. It looks like an alley, but it is a street. So eventually, I found the building and went up to the fourth floor. The guy behind the glass seemed like he didn’t want me to enter. First he said they don’t speak English, so I answered in Japanese that I could speak Japanese. Then he told me it was “costume night” and I needed to wear a mask. He had two masks on the counter. I thought maybe I could rent one, but I think he actually didn’t want me to enter. I’m not sure if it really was mask night or if that was an excuse. Finally, he told me there was another place on the third floor that was the same (it wasn’t) and led me down the stairs and showed me the door. So much for suck’d. I entered a place called BBO, which stands for “bare back only”. It was 1,700 yen to enter. After I paid and went past the curtain, there was a row of lockers. Fortunately there was a guy standing there naked, so I knew I was supposed to take off my clothes. At Suck’d, they say you cannot take off your clothes because of Japanese law (and it’s only oral sex). I don’t know why BBO was different. The guy who was standing there, got dressed and left after I entered (maybe because of me?) so I had the whole place to myself. The toilet has a hose to prep for anal and there is also a shower. The place itself is not big, but has several rooms with doors and also some open spaces and a sling. It definitely has potential. I lay down in one of the cabins and fell asleep until I heard some shuffling outside. I got up to find one bear-type standing in a hallway jerking off watching two other guys playing around. I ended up sucking him off and he left. The other two guys went into a cabin and closed the door. There was one other guy who clearly was not interested in me. I stayed about 20 more minutes and left. I probably would have made out better at 24 Kaikan, but I liked the idea of Suck’d because I really just wanted to suck. Apparently, like at BBO, you can signal what you’re into by where you wear your key wristband. Wear in on the right arm and it means you’re a top, on the left, you’re a bottom, on your ankle you’re side/verse. Also at Suck’d, they have free soft drinks. There was nothing to drink at BBO. I’m hoping to connect with some guys I’ve been talking to on Grindr and once my friend leaves, I will make arrangements with some of the guys I met on my last trip from the rental agencies. I’ll keep you posted if anything interesting happens.